Do not panic. We are not
from Wales. The Eagle Male Choir (abbr. The Eagles,- easier to
remember and with a distinct housewarmed, if not housetrained,
ring to it) is a famous old Norwegian choir with only celebrated
literate or at least semi-literate members.

Hair distinguishly greying
at the temples, voices mellowed by years of musical practice and
heavy drinking, don't you love the sherry-sodden coyness of it ?

Although only one member
actually went to Oxford, we offer a wide variety of sexual
perversions to music, or something not very unlike music. Our
fugue on the abuse of sheep is widely recognized as the most
successful attempt at revitalizing the Baroque Epoch (from the
rear end). Wagner's Ring of the Nibelung is hardly ever played
since The Eagles' Ring Muscle Choral (lament of queers).

The Honky Tonk Home for
the Elderly, another Eagles classic, brought tears in the eyes of
Keith Richards. (Mick Jagger maintains a frozen silence. We were
that close before).

And so on.

Would you like to see a
photograph of us ? No way.

Would you like to see our
press cuttings ? No, you wouldn't, would you ?

Would you like to hire The
Eagles for your wife's 50th birthday party ? You are a sick man.

Would you like to know
whether you could afford to hire The Eagles at all ? Your company
couldn't afford The Eagles. (Well, maybe they could, initially,
but business would drop like a brick).